she lays in her dark room, each tear is another word left unsaid. she doesn't cry out loud but listens to the same song over and over again asking herself why and hating herself all together. each second turns to minutes, the minutes turn to hours and the hours feel like years. still-no call. she dreads when night comes around for things just arent the same anymore. used to be something to look foward to but now wishes she can avoid it all together. she cries in silence and prays for comfort. hopes for a miracle to put her out of her misery. her makeup runs, the dears dont stop and reminds herself as the same song plays over and over again that she will never be good enough ...
she lays in her dark room, each tear is another word left unsaid. she doesn't cry out loud but listens to the same song over and over again asking herself why and hating herself all together. each second turns to minutes, the minutes turn to hours and the hours feel like years. still-no call. she dreads when night comes around for things just arent the same anymore. used to be something to look foward to but now wishes she can avoid it all together. she cries in silence and prays for comfort. hopes for a miracle to put her out of her misery. her makeup runs, the dears dont stop and reminds herself as the same song plays over and over again that she will never be good enough ...
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